Armagideon Time

Posts tagged ‘idiocy’

As far as teleporter accidents went, it could’ve been worse. That didn’t stop Bigelow from cursing his carelessness. Why did he accept the crate of vegetables from his co-worker’s garden? Why didn’t put them on a table instead of place where he could accidentally bump the box with his foot and send a stray onion […]

I’m sure you think you’re hip for getting into the potter’s field, but it’s just as commercial as some suburban burial ground. This place is the real cutting edge, man. It’s combines hand-quarried Romanian marble with some of the more radical elements of the Dusseldorf underground tomb scene. I wouldn’t expect you to be familiar […]

Night Gallery was proof that you can’t go home again, with a tanned and weary Rod Serling attempting to reprise The Twilight Zone minus the level of craft or creative control. The spooky-themed anthology did have its occasional moments, but it’s telling that the best of them — like “The Caterpillar” and its ear-to-ear slice […]

A plague worse than death

September 25th, 2018

“I looked up and saw a horse whose color was pastel green. Its rider was named Jane, and her format was VHS. They were given authority over ranch home suburbia, to conquer with headband and lycra and legwarmers and extreme hold mousse.”

A photo-essay for Friday

September 14th, 2018

For this installment of our ongoing chronology of Charlton’s “Action Heroes” era, we going take another dive into pre-Ditko Blue Beetle run. For the most authentic experience, please imagine me issuing a deep sigh after each sentence. The cover of Blue Beetle #51 embodies the essence of the series — Tony Tallarico’s suet-limbed concept of […]

Detroit Rock Realty

September 11th, 2018

We’ll show you everything on the lot New central AC if the room gets hot You make a bid, we’ll consult the owner You ask about the closet space This place has walk-ins that go on for days You make a bid, we’ll consult the owner You keep on wafflin’, you keep on wafflin’ I […]

Back to Wax #34: Hair and gone

September 4th, 2018

The above photo was taken a year ago, right after I got my iPhone and before everything went to shit. It’s a shot of my grandma’s bathroom, an odd choice of subject material but one with a lot of nostalgic weight tied up in it. The bathroom — the only one in my grandma’s home […]

I probably should’ve considered my summer schedule before launching this feature back in April, but I also didn’t anticipate spending three months of Fridays sorting and packing the contents of my late grandmother’s home. Lay the blame where you see fit, but I have returned to pick up where I left off last June. Strange […]

Instrumental moment

August 21st, 2018

My maternal grandfather was a grumpy recluse who preferred to leave the practical business of running the household to my extremely frugal grandmother. His word remained law, but he rarely imposed it as long as the cuisine matched his tastes and his eccentricities were indulged. The only exception to this arrangement was the holiday season, […]

Proudly powered by WordPress. Theme developed with WordPress Theme Generator.
Copyright © Armagideon Time. All rights reserved.